Mr. P
Ah Hello, everybody Welcome to the fucking show, the shit show, but anyway here we go… Call me Mr P, I'm 3 minus 2, you already know who, your raps are shitty like a shoe, when I'm on the stage I make it rain, I can make people feel Pain like a railroad train, I'm gonna bomb this shit like Russia and Ukraine, you are so shitty and lame, now lets play a little game I made, pick a bar, ones got a sword ones got a blade, just like BabyKia I do this and feel lit, the only difference is his raps are shit, and all the haters be hating what is the point of waiting I'm decimating all these stages with my bars, I never got time, most of the time I'm thinking 'Bout rhymes, I'm thinking 'bout bars Thinkin' 'bout buyin' land for a farm Big-ass shotgun on my arm Thinkin' 'bout growin' beans and corn Thinkin' 'bout moving real far Yeah, you can say what you want, I don't give a crap, while I'm doing all these fire raps, I can even make rap TRAP I'm Mr. P, the one you can't defeat Spitting fire on the beat, I bring the heat My flow so cold, it'll make you shiver I'm the king of the game, call me the liver I'm the boss, the one in control I'll leave you in awe, I'll take your soul I spit rhymes so sick, it's like a disease I'll bring you to your knees, I'll make you freeze I'm the best in the game, the one to watch I'll leave you in shock, I'll make you botch My words cut deep, they'll leave you scarred I'm Mr. P, I'll leave you marred I'm the rap god, the one with the flow I'll make you bow down, I'll make you know I'm the one you can't mess with, the one you fear I'm Mr. P, the one you should revere. Use in Studio
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Ah Hello, everybody Welcome to the fucking show, the shit show, but anyway here we go… Call me Mr P, I'm 3 minus 2, you already know who, your raps are shitty like a shoe, when I'm on the stage I make it rain, I can make people feel Pain like a railroad train, I'm gonna bomb this shit like Russia and Ukraine, you are so shitty and lame, now lets play a little game I made, pick a bar, ones got a sword ones got a blade, just like BabyKia I do this and feel lit, the only difference is his raps are shit, and all the haters be hating what is the point of waiting I'm decimating all these stages with my bars, I never got time, most of the time I'm thinking 'Bout rhymes, I'm thinking 'bout bars Thinkin' 'bout buyin' land for a farm Big-ass shotgun on my arm Thinkin' 'bout growin' beans and corn Thinkin' 'bout moving real far Yeah, you can say what you want, I don't give a crap, while I'm doing all these fire raps, I can even make rap TRAP I'm Mr. P, the one you can't defeat Spitting fire on the beat, I bring the heat My flow so cold, it'll make you shiver I'm the king of the game, call me the liver I'm the boss, the one in control I'll leave you in awe, I'll take your soul I spit rhymes so sick, it's like a disease I'll bring you to your knees, I'll make you freeze I'm the best in the game, the one to watch I'll leave you in shock, I'll make you botch My words cut deep, they'll leave you scarred I'm Mr. P, I'll leave you marred I'm the rap god, the one with the flow I'll make you bow down, I'll make you know I'm the one you can't mess with, the one you fear I'm Mr. P, the one you should revere. Use in Studio
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